Once a guy stood all day shaking bugs from his hair.

You know how people are about not taking care of an animal; they consider it immoral and antiempathic. I mean, technically it's not a crime like it was right after WWT but the feeling's still there.

Madness, like small fish, runs in hosts, in vast numbers of instances.

I did not tell Fat this, but technically he had become a Buddha. It did not seem to me like a good idea to let him know. After all, if you are a Buddha you should be able to figure it out for yourself.

He felt all at once like an ineffectual moth, fluttering at the windowpane of reality, dimly seeing it from outside.

…we all lie to ourselves; we tell our own selves more lies than we ever do other people.

When I was a child, I thought as a child. But now I have put away childish things. ... I must be scientific.